Just as Shen Yue was worried, what Shen Jun wanted to use was the forbidden move of the Diancang Sect, the "Soul-Destroying Sword".
This sword move was accidentally used by Mingjian, the previous leader of the Diancang sect, when he was in seclusion in a cave to practice the Divine Sword of the Sky. The cave collapsed when he used it. Mingjian, who survived the disaster, marveled at the power of this move, but he still He was afraid that it would be too harsh and vicious, and that this move would damage the user's vitality, so he only taught it to the disciples who entered the house, and also warned them not to use it except when the sect is in danger.
Shen Yue was very angry when he saw that his junior brother turned a deaf ear, but there was nothing he could do. Wynn, who was sitting in the crowd, glanced at him lightly: What kind of powerful sword move is that?
At this time, Xin Mian attacked without knowing what was going on! As soon as he got close to Shen Jun, he noticed a sneer on the corner of his mouth! Suddenly, he let out a loud shout that stung the eardrums of everyone present, and then he slashed at each other from eight angles at an incredible speed. A sword shot! Xin Mian was shocked! Instinctively, he felt that it was not an ordinary sword force that could be resisted. He took a sharp step and took several consecutive steps back! While he was retreating, he seemed to see a terrifying force coming at him. The place where he was standing just now was torn into pieces. Several rays of sword energy came towards him in the shape of plum blossoms!
He tried his best to block the sword energy coming from eight directions, and stood panting at the edge of the ring. However, he found that several parts of his body had been cut by the fragmented sword energy after blocking.
When he raised his head, he was even more shocked! The ground a few feet in front of him was cut like a spider web by the sword energy!
After Shen Jun used it, he felt a strong burning pain all over his body! It was as if all the muscles in his body were going to explode! Fortunately, he was young and strong and had strong firepower, so he could barely hold on and not fall down. He saw Xin Mian standing in the ring with his body covered with bruises. On the other side, I suddenly felt my fighting spirit rising sharply!
He held on and wanted to use the "Soul-Destroying Sword" again! At this time, his senior brother Shen Yue could no longer sit still and jumped onto the ring and gave him a slap in the face! "Enough is enough! You I don’t want my life!”
Shen Jun's eyes were already dull: "Brother, get down quickly! I'm going to win soon~~~"
The director of the martial arts competition said to Shen Yue with a straight face: "Please let this player go down! Otherwise, you will be disqualified from the competition!"
"Cancel, cancel! Nothing is more important than human life!" Shen Yue's eyes seemed to be on fire!
At this moment, Xin Mian, who was opposite, looked at Shen Yue and pointed at Shen Jun with his finger in fear~~
Shen Yue turned around and saw that Shen Jun's face turned purple, and his eyes and nostrils began to bleed! He suddenly collapsed on the ring.
"Junior brother!! Shen Yue shouted sadly: "Call the doctor quickly!"
Wynn looked at Shen Jun who was being carried down and shook his head. Hey, if his own internal strength and cultivation are still shallow, he has to use such killing moves that consume his energy and harm others and not benefit himself. He is really asking for trouble!
"Nobuno Mizunami wins! Oh! It seems that this also needs a doctor."
Xin Mian was supported by several Qingcheng disciples as he walked off the ring with a sword wound all over his body.
"In the next game, Kongtong sends Leng Yifeng to fight against Iron Claw Liu Gui!"
Before he could finish signing the life and death certificate, Liu Gui was already shouting: "I'm here to get the five thousand taels of silver. If you are wise, please surrender as soon as possible! Otherwise, if you die under my iron claws, there will be another bunch of orphans and widows." Cry at me!" After saying this, he waved triumphantly to the spectators in the audience.
Leng Yifeng put down his pen and glanced at him: "I think I've seen you before~~ Aren't you the one who performed at the food market in Hangzhou?" He smiled and then said: "I even threw you a few copper coins~ ~~Remember?”
The spectators in the audience burst into laughter. Liu Gui's face turned red and he screamed and rushed forward with his claws spread out!
Leng Yifeng calmly performed a roundhouse kick, and Liu Gui's body drew an arc in the sky. After a howling like a killing pig, he hit the unlucky guy's head.
"Leng Yifeng wins!" Si Chi covered his mouth and smiled.
One of the spectators helped Liu Gui, who was speechless, and said regretfully: "It would be great if I were drawn to be in the same group as you."
"Next game! Maoshan Sect's Seal versus Wuyi Sect's Ding Tong!"
The spectators in the audience began to whisper: "Maoshan Cult? Wasn't it extinct hundreds of years ago? Is it true or false?"
"I've never heard of Xi'e, but Ding Tong is famous in the world for his sharp swordsmanship!"
"Stop arguing, let's start!"
Ding Tong was tall and had long arms. He was much taller than Xi E when he stood on the ring. But at this time, his palms were sweating. For some reason, he felt that the skinny opponent opposite him had a certain smell.
Terrifying gloom!
Ding Tong suddenly attacked Xi'e with a spiral sword! Xi'e held a very short weapon with sharp points on both sides to resist it calmly. Ding Tong let go of his hands and feet and used his best "Hundred-turn spiral sword" knife to attack.
His hand was the axis and he kept rotating towards Xi Evil!
Xi E tried hard to resist with his short and weird weapon, but it collided with Ding Tong's weapon and caused a few sparks.
Xi E suddenly shook his hand, and the short double-pointed stick suddenly extended to both sides! He suddenly made a mid-sweep from the Wulang Bagua stick, blocking Ding Tong's attack.
Everyone is looking at his weapon curiously: it is thin and short, with a small section in the middle that is slightly thicker when held in the hand. Both sides are not sharpened, only the two ends are sharp. What kind of weapon is this?
What happened next made everyone even more puzzled: Xi E thrust his only weapon into the ground! He took off his shirt, put his hands into palms and muttered something in his mouth. Then he made a seal with his hands, stepped on his feet three times and chanted a mantra.
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"What is this for?" The spectators in the audience were talking about it: "Is it the legendary Maoshan who teaches magic?"
"Isn't that used to exorcise ghosts? What are the martial arts exercises for?"
The answer will soon be revealed. Xi'e on the stage suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes turned completely white without pupils! Wynn's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he suddenly remembered something!
Ding Tong was horrified and attacked fiercely with a knife. Unexpectedly, Xi Evil's movements became as graceful as a ghost, and he easily dodged the blade.
Ding Tong, who was in a state of confusion, was getting more and more messy when he drew the knife. The ferocious Xi took a look at the flaw and grabbed his neck! His fingers grew long and pointed nails at some point. At this time, he grabbed hard and Ding
Blood suddenly flowed from Tong's neck, and Ding Tong's face turned pale: "~~Slow down! I~I surrender!~~"
Ke Xi'e's hands were still holding him tightly like iron pliers
"He has already given up! Stop it! Otherwise you will be disqualified!" The commander quickly ordered Xi E to stop.
At this time, a teenage boy who was with Xi E in the audience quickly took out a bell and shook it vigorously!
Hearing the ringing, Xi'e's ears twitched, his fierce aura suddenly disappeared, and he let down Ding Tong, who was as limp as mud.
Ding Tong rolled and crawled away from the stage.
Huai En was stunned for a while and said to Ma Fang behind him: "Who is this person who uses Maoshan Technique called Xi E? Write down his name and let him come to see me after the conference regardless of his ranking."
"Yes, I have written it down, little one." Ma Fang understood.
Amid the discussions among the spectators, the next round began again.
"In the next round, Tan Liang will face ~ Northwest Sword King Ma Long!"